Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"I know."

Mochizuki Haruka nuzzled against his neck, then curled her lip in disgust.

"It all tastes like Kurusu."

"..." The boy lowered his head and sniffed. "Is it shower gel?"

After all, he and Kurusu had washed themselves clean after they finished in the morning.

The girl turned her face away, "Anyway, I don't like mint."

The cat on her lap raised its head and meowed in agreement.

"What's wrong with the mint flavor?" Miss Idol asked as she opened the balcony door and walked in after finishing her phone call.

"Isn't it nice that mint is so refreshing and clean?"

Mochizuki Haruka didn't explain, but just gave her a disdainful look.

Yosei Kurusu closed the sliding door. "It's so windy outside! It's freezing!"

Matsueda Jun looked at her long hair, which was disheveled by the wind, and said, "That's why I told you you didn't need to go out to answer the phone."

"I like it~" The girl walked briskly towards the sofa, "And the pine branches can help me keep warm."

She opened her arms wide, "Pine branches, please warm me up!"

"..." The boy glanced behind him—Mochizuki Haruka was still petting the cat, watching TV as if nothing had happened.

Sitting next to a girl you like and hugging another girl you like is just a bit too arrogant...

So Jun Matsueda stood up and walked toward the idol standing by the sofa.

She snuggled into the boy's arms, snuggling against him happily, "The pine branch is so warm~"

Mochizuki Haruka's sweet yet slightly cool voice rang out from the sofa, which was blocked by the two people.

"You can show off your love if you want, but don't do it in front of me."

"..." Miss Idol let go of the boy's embrace and looked at the girl with a stern face.

"I'm not trying to show off to you!" There wasn't much hostility in Laiqi Yangshi's eyes.

"It's perfectly normal for couples to hug each other when they want to!"

"...Anyway, I don't want to see it!" Mochizuki Haruka lowered her delicate eyebrows and looked at the boy who had turned around.

What should we do, Songzhi?

Jun Matsue cleared his throat—of course he had a plan.

"Either don't act too affectionate when everyone is around, or be affectionate in return."

"It depends on what you and Kurusu think," the boy said seriously.

Although it might seem a bit "shameless" to seriously discuss this topic, it's definitely necessary to have a proper discussion in order to avoid creating any discord among the girls.

“Of course, the first one is better,” said Yosei Kurusu, who was standing next to him, without hesitation.

She wanted to be like the sun shining through the pine branches. Although she could accept a boy's philandering, she was not happy to see him being intimate with other girls in front of her.

—Doesn't that mean she lacks charisma?

“I have no objection.” Mochizuki Haruka raised her chin, her gaze falling on the boy’s face.

"But I have serious doubts about whether Kurusu can keep up with this personality."

"What's wrong with my personality?" Miss Idol replied with dissatisfaction.

"Don't talk like you're some kind of good kid—"

"When we were sitting on the sofa watching TV before, you would stick your tongue out at Songzhi for no reason. Did you think I didn't know what it meant?!"

If it weren't for the matchmaker's attempt to seduce Songzhi, she wouldn't have tried using her mouth last night!

“…” Upon hearing her words, Mochizuki Haruka was stunned.

A faint pink blush quickly rose to the girl's cheeks. She hummed softly, turned her head back to watch the TV, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Miss Mochizuki's rare feigned ignorance made Jun Matsueda chuckle.

"Let's leave it at that for now."

"In short, if you have any problems or complaints in the future, don't keep them to yourself and suffer. Just tell me in time."

"I have something to say right now!" Yoshiko Kurusu raised his right hand.

"If I ever announce a relationship, Mochizuki, you're not allowed to let the agency interfere!"

The girl holding the cat turned back and said, "I told you, as long as you don't reveal Songzhi's identity, you can announce your relationship or anything else as you please."

The idol girl grabbed the hand of the boy next to her and said, "From now on, the songs that Songzhi writes for you guys are not allowed to be published online!"

"..." Mochizuki Haruka's expression paused for a moment before she turned her head away.

"It doesn't matter."

"Songzhi wrote a song for me, I'll just listen to it myself—don't think I'd care about such trivial things like you do?"

"I don't care if you care~" Kurusu Yosei made a face at the girl.

"All I want is to get what I care about!"

"Oh." Mochizuki Haruka stood up leisurely.

"Whatever makes you happy."

The girl, carrying her cat, walked towards the entrance. Before opening the door, she turned and glanced back.

"Remember to apply moisturizer before Songzhi comes over later."

"Mm." Jun Matsue nodded gently.

Watching Mochizuki Haruka disappear through the door, Kurusu Yosei turned to look at the boy beside him, blinking suspiciously.

"What does 'skin cream' mean? Is this some kind of trick Songzhi and hers playing?"

“…Mochizuki was just reminding me to try something different.” Jun Matsueda sat back down on the sofa.

"What did Miss Tachibana talk about with Kurusu on the phone? Was it about the new song?"

"Hmm... I don't think so?" The girl sat down and naturally leaned on his shoulder.

"I'm talking about the holiday arrangements this year—I shouldn't be able to rest until after Christmas."

The boy reached out and ruffled her long, disheveled hair. "After Christmas?"

“Well, to be precise, it was empty after daytime on Christmas Day.” Yosei Kurusu leaned closer to him again.

"During the day, Sister Tachibana said that TBS television station sent me an invitation to participate in a music program..."

The girl was almost touching the boy's cheek. She blinked hard, looking both obedient and pitiful.

"May I?"

"...Kurasu wants my opinion?" Matsueda Jun looked at her face, his expression somewhat surprised.

He has never interfered much with the careers of idol girls.

“Yes.” Kurusu Yosei nudged him with her chest pressed tightly against his.

"Because it's Christmas—if Matsue has any plans to go on a date with me, wouldn't that conflict with the date?"

The boy's lips curled into a particularly pleased smile.

We are already a loving and inseparable couple—the girl is reminding him of this through her actions.

"It's okay." Jun Matsue reached behind the idol and put his arm around her waist.

"We can go on a date in the evening; wouldn't that be more Christmassy?"

"It's good that there's no conflict~" Yosei Kurusu breathed a sigh of relief.

She quickly realized something and her suspicious gaze fell on the boy's face.

"Does Pine Branch also have plans for Christmas Daytime?"

Jun Matsue pinched the girl's waist, laughing heartily and cheerfully.

"What would you like to eat tonight, Laixi? I'll make it for you."

Carrying his canvas bag, Jun Matsue did not immediately head for the stairs after leaving room 507.

He pushed open the door to the apartment next door; the living room was dark. The boy quietly stepped onto the floor and walked towards the bedroom, where a sliver of light peeked through and the door was tightly closed.

He quietly pushed open the wooden door and looked into the eye with Mochizuki Haruka, who was lying on the bed.

The girl wasn't hiding in her room secretly wiping away tears—the room was heated, and she was lying on the bed playing her Nintendo Switch, wearing only a thin undershirt, her two little feet dangling back and forth.

There was an unpeeled orange on the bed, rolling around at the feet of the cat beside her—both mistress and servant looked exceptionally content.

"..."

Jun Matsue's surprised expression quickly turned into relaxation. He got into bed and sat next to Mochizuki, watching her play a spray-painting battle game.

The girl's small, white, pointed foot stopped wobbling and instead tilted to the side, bumping against his back.

"You finally made it?"

Jun Matsue turned around and skillfully began to massage her small feet.

"Of course I'll come. I'm afraid Mochizuki will be sad."

"Why am I heartbroken?" Mochizuki Haruka turned her head and glanced at him, her big toe curling up cutely.

"If I stay even a little distance from the pine branches, someone will try to take advantage of the situation."

"If I get sad and angry again, people like Imokawa Natsumi and Yamami Maki will probably all squeeze in."

"..." Jun Matsue paused in his massage of the girl's bare feet.

“So—” The girl put down the game, turned around, crossed her legs, and looked at her boyfriend in front of her.

"Instead of arguing with Matsue like before, giving Tomatsu Yuka and other women the opportunity to get close to you."

"It would be better to figure it out sooner and let Songzhi spend more time with me."

She crossed her arms and let out a loud snort.

"After all, I can't change a scumbag like you."

Jun Matsueda shook his head. "Haven't I already been changed a lot by Mochizuki?"

“Me too!” Mochizuki Haruka proudly raised her chin and opened her arms to him.

"Where's the pine branch skin cream? Let me check it."

Ignoring the curious cat beside her, after some sweet whispers and snuggling, the young lady nestled into the boy's arms and nodded contentedly.

"My mouth feels so clean, it's great!"

"..." Jun Matsueda wiped his lips; the taste in his mouth was definitely not clean now.

"What's next?" the girl asked, still wanting more. "Play games with me, or study together?"

It's a pity she's on her period today, otherwise I would have asked her one more question.

Jun Matsue straightened her clothes. "I was going to buy groceries."

"How about Wangyue comes with me for a walk?"

Without hesitation, Mochizuki Haruka stretched out her hands, as if to ask for a hug.

"Pine Branch, help me get dressed!"

After dressing the girl in thick clothes and wrapping her in a scarf, Jun Matsue carried the cat that had been following him back into the house, and then stepped back into the corridor with his canvas bag.

The eldest daughter of the Mochizuki family led him through the corridor, and before entering the stairs, she turned back to look at the motionless 507.

"Kurasu went out?"

"No, she's on the phone with her agent."

The girl's soft hum echoed in the stairwell with the sound of her footsteps. "She must have been really worn out by you, right?"

The boy pretended not to hear and simply led her down the stairs—it was better not to answer such a sensitive question.

However, after spending most of the night with him, and then another workout after waking up in the morning, and accidentally getting the sofa dirty—even a well-trained idol like Kurusu felt noticeably tired.